Chapter 76: Chapter 75: How Could Class Be Better Than Scavenging?
This A6 was the apple of his eye.
So when he saw a scrap collector sitting on the hood of his car—a scrap collector who was, to add insult to injury, leagues more handso than him—the man was instantly displeased.
But just as he raised a finger, before he could even tell the guy to get the hell away from his car, his new, "innocent" girlfriend stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and shook her head at him.
The man was confused at first, but he quickly understood. ’My new girlfriend isn’t just innocent,’ he thought, ’she’s kind-hearted, too.’
At this thought, the man shot a cold snort in Fang Chenyi’s direction. He then cast a pained glance at his beloved car, which the scrap collector was using as a seat, before raising his phone again to take another picture of his new girlfriend.
However, faced with the man’s cara, the new girlfriend didn’t lean against the solid pink Lamborghini as she had been. Instead, she quickly got up and moved away from it.
Seeing the couple’s actions, Fang Chenyi and Bai nghan exchanged a look, both recognizing the speechless expression on the other’s face.
Fang Chenyi shook his head, amused. ’If I start stooping to argue with people like this,’ he thought, ’I’d just be lowering myself to their level.’
As the couple walked toward the A6 he had been sitting on, Fang Chenyi stood up and dusted off his pants. Without giving them so much as a glance, he let Bai nghan, who had stepped up beside him, take his arm. They walked straight to the Lamborghini.
As they passed the young couple, Fang Chenyi vaguely heard the man complaining:
"Babe, why’d you stop
just now? It was just so scrap collec—"
He was only halfway through his sentence when a BEEP sounded from behind them. The couple stopped and turned around, just in ti to see the two "scrap collectors" getting into the Lamborghini.
The words died in the man’s throat. In utter disbelief, he watched the Lamborghini let out a roar and leave him with a face full of exhaust fus.
"H-how is this possible?! How could a scrap collector afford such an expensive Lamborghini?! Holy shit, this world is insane!"
The man stood there, dumbfounded, breathing in the thick exhaust fus.
"Why wouldn’t it be possible? Didn’t you see that handso guy was wearing an Armani suit? Sigh. Rich guys these days have special kinks. You have no idea. I once had this rich client who liked it when I used a whip..."
Perhaps the thought of that rich guy’s special kink had triggered a mory. Her eyes were fixed in the direction of the supercar, whose taillights had long since vanished, as she started muttering to herself.
But halfway through, she seed to realize she’d gone straight now. Especially in front of her new boyfriend. If she exposed her past, she’d never find another guy this suitable.
She glanced at her boyfriend, who was still staring blankly into the distance, and let out a long sigh of relief. ’Phew, thank goodness. It’s fine as long as he didn’t hear ...’
But just as the woman breathed her sigh of relief, the man snapped out of his daze, lowered his head, and asked quizzically:
"?? Babe, what were you just saying? What special kink? What whip?"
The woman’s heart skipped a beat, but thankfully, she was quick-witted and hurriedly explained:
"Nothing! I was just saying rich guys these days have special kinks. And, uh, I was reading a web novel before, and there was so pervert in it who liked being whipped..."
The man froze. His heart skipped a beat, too. ’Holy shit, how does she know about my hobby? I’m screwed, I’m screwed! If a sweet, innocent girl like her finds out I like being spanked with a little leather whip, she’ll definitely break up with ...’
...
Leaving that bizarre couple aside, let’s get back to Fang Chenyi.
The car soon stopped in front of Bai nghan’s academic building. Unsurprisingly, every student who saw the car stared with a mixture of shock and envy.
"Has Qinhuang Island gotten this developed already? Just yesterday I saw a Lamborghini Sesto Elento, and today there’s a solid pink Lamborghini Aventador?"
"That car is gorgeous. I just wonder who’s driving it. It’d be fine if a pretty girl gets out, but if it’s so burly slob, that would be just too much."
While the crowd was murmuring amongst themselves, Fang Chenyi, still in the car, suddenly booped Bai nghan on her little nose and said with a smile:
"My dear Xiao Hanhan, you’ve looked so preoccupied the whole ride. What’s wrong? Are you still upset that I wouldn’t let you co collect scrap with ?"
Bai nghan was taken aback by his words. It was true that she felt a little down, but she hadn’t shown it. ’How did he know?’
However, it wasn’t in her nature to be coy or hide her feelings. Since Fang Chenyi had asked, Bai nghan admitted it frankly:
"I’m not upset, it’s just... like I told you before, I really don’t mind collecting scrap with you. I wouldn’t care what other people think."
After Bai nghan finished speaking, Fang Chenyi gently ruffled her hair. He thought for a mont, then said with a serious expression:
"Silly girl, you’re overthinking it. I’ll tell you what’s really on my mind today, so you don’t let your imagination run wild."
He paused for a mont before continuing:
"You’ve seen for yourself—I don’t collect scrap for the money. I just want to do my part for environntal protection. But if you help , then it doesn’t feel like *I’m* the one doing my part anymore. It makes
feel like there’s no point to it. Does that make sense?"
"Alright, alright. In that case, you can collect scrap by yourself from now on, and I’ll just watch from the sidelines without interfering. Oh, wait, hehe. I’ll just casually toss so trash for you, to ’add a brick’ to your environntal cause."
Fang Chenyi’s eyes lit up when he heard her words.
"Hey, that could work! But when you ’toss scrap,’ don’t you dare discuss it with
beforehand. That’s all on you; I’m not the one telling you to do it."
Seeing his excited expression, Bai nghan couldn’t help but laugh. "Okay, it’s a deal then. I’ll toss it up ahead, and you can pick it up behind . Hehe. Alright, my class is about to start. Let’s go. So, are you going to co to class with ?"
"Ugh, don’t even ntion class. My head starts to hurt just thinking about it! Go on, hurry up. I have to go back and help you sell your stuff anyway."
When he heard Bai nghan suggest he go to class with her, Fang Chenyi shook his head so vigorously it was practically a blur.
’Are you kidding ?’ he thought. ’I finally escaped the classroom, there’s no way I’m going back. With that ti, I could go collect the scrap over at People’s Square. Isn’t that way better than class?’
[To be continued...]
PS: Brothers, what do you think is better: collecting scrap or going to class?
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